Alec grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him down next to him. It was like he was embarrassed to meet his eyes, because he instead pressed his face into Mark's chest. For a moment, Mark was worried that Alec would hear his pounding heart with his head pressed into his chest, but then he realized he didn't really care. Before the other boy could fall back asleep, he asked a question. "Alec, why did you pretend to be drunk?" He knew that in asking this, he was admitting to the other boy that he cared. Alec's head lifted and he looked up at him with wide eyes "You know why." Their gazes locked, and Mark didn't dare blink. He thought back to Adam's words from earlier. Take the time to understand. So Mark did. He thought of his hands on Alec, taking advantage of the fact that the boy was wasted and most likely wouldn't remember in the morning. Then he thought about how he wasn't the only one to put his hands there. Sometimes they were guided, by Alec's own hands, and it realized that that if he wasn't drunk at the time, but sober, then Alec must have wanted his hands there. And then, Mark understood.

"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

Mykal was pretty much a loner, despite having two best friends. He recently finished training as a dominant and had been using his training in his shows. He had two or three years' worth of content on his page and one of the guys in his Intro to Graphic Design class has seen every one of them. Pretty soon, Mykal found himself training him, becoming entangled in him and his warmth. He was certain he had seen an angel--that he absolutely didn't deserve him, but he couldn't have held onto him tighter if he tried. Copyright © 2022 by Prince Anonomous (Alexander) All rights reserved.

Kayla Andrews was living a simple life even as the daughter of one of the richest men in the society, she still tried her best not to dwell under her father's name and everything was going fine until she was told that she was getting married. Still in panic mode, she found out that it was to no one else but the richest man in the society. Jason Anderson was a ruthless and fearless man, he had the looks and money and everything and it was an obvious fact that he was taking over his father's company but when he finds out that he has to get married and to make it even worse, it's to someone that he doesn't even know, he isn't the happiest person on the planet. Will Jason and Kayla be able to live in peace and happiness and survive their marriage? Will they be able to learn the true meaning of love and marriage? Maybe....just maybe they'll have their parents to thank for THE ARRANGEMENT. Hey YOU! Yes YOU! why not give this book a try? I promise you'll love it. Wanna bet? You're on! Start Date: September 3rd, 2018 End Date: September 11th, 2019

Dominic Valentine, sexy, wealthy author. Sold thousands of copies of his last novel. To celebrate this big number, his best friend since grammar school, blindfolded him and dragged him into a gay strip club. He was furious because if someone saw him in a place like this it could be bad for his career. People are quick to judge and they’d make him look like a bad person. But all his care and caution flew out the window when he spotted the beautiful boy dancing in the cage. That beautiful boy would be Orion Harding. Orion Harding...A do it yourselfer. He’s been on his own since he was sixteen when he ran away from his foster home. His foster parents were cruel to him and one night something bad happened—or almost happened—and he decided he wasn’t going to wait around for it to turn him into a bitter, scared person and ran away. This magnificent beauty with hooded blue eyes, succulent full lips, and a sexy, sexy dancer, captured Dominic. Dominic didn’t know what it was about that boy that made him feel so enflamed with passion, lust, desire and just a little taste of love at first sight on the tip of his tongue. Whatever it was, he had to have him. And he’d do anything to make that boy fall for him.

"What's the worst thing you have ever done?" I stare at him dead in the eyes and answer, "You don't want to know." ~ ~ ~ Isaiah Stone is the newly appointed leader of Segadores Cornesi, a ruthless gang that will stop at nothing to get what they want. Isaiah is quite content with his life; drugs, alcohol, all the women he could possibly need, and a family that must obey his every command. But is this what he really wants? Or has he always wanted something more? More in the form of the mysterious, irritable, man with the strange name Ángel. Isaiah thrives in drugs and violence. Ángel is artistic, struggling through a law school he never wanted to be in while still making beautiful music. The two do not get along, or rather Ángel does not get along with Isaiah, but something about the man lures Isaiah in like a siren does to the lonely sailor.

After coming home for the first time in four years, London Dawncraft takes responsibility for looking after his younger brother and sister. To make sure they have the money to get by, he acts as a male escort for anyone willing to pay his pricey fee. When rich man Marbell Matthews pays for a night, he thoroughly surprises London with his demands. But there is more to Marbell than money and a 'daddy kink', and this escort can't help himself from falling into such an alluring lust for love. AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you're not a fan of DADDY KINK, versatile relationships, masculine bottoms and smaller tops, I suggest NOT reading any further. If you're going to kink shame, go away!!! Read the tags and enjoy. Also, I do not own any of the rights to the pictures used to display the likeness of the characters throughout the book. xoxox

Nolan, an unapproachable guy who ignores the existence of all his schoolmates, sleeps in all of his classes. Normally, this wouldn't be Chelsea Arnold's problem-she does her best to pay attention in class and attends gym like a good, normal student. Unfortunately, she just so happens to be his assigned desk partner in many classes. She's frequently forced to wake him in English class and ends up earning the unofficial title of Nolan's Wake-up Alarm-a title that nobody in the entire school covets. The last thing she wants is to interact with him more than she absolutely has to. One day, their gym teacher sends her to bring him back to class, which he always skips for some reason. When she accidentally shines her flashlight in his sleeping face, it triggers a chain of events that gradually intertwines their lives together. It's hard to be a normal student when you start befriending the school oddball. It doesn't help that he has more secrets than the Big Ben has stairs. ----- Complete. (first person, past tense, slowburn) ----- 1st place in Humor Category of Psychological Novel Reads Contest 2020 (29 Sep 2020) ----- Started: April 28, 2020 Completed: July 23, 2021 Word Count: 160K+ ----- The sequel, The Tortoise and His Sunrise, is up on my profile now!